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When she calmed down again, she looked up at me. “Sorry.”
“Don’t apologize,” I said in a grim tone. “We all have plenty on our plates to sob about.”
Going back to my chair, I resumed our conversation. “Why don’t you want to call him ‘Dad’ in private?”
“Because once I start, I’ll never be able to stop,” said Milla. “Imagine if I mistakenly called him that in public. There’s no way we can let anyone know of this secret. It’s our family’s issue. The whole world need not poke their noses into it.”
“Agreed.”
“And you guys must always call him ‘Dad’. Always. We can’t take a chance on anyone finding out the truth. It’s the only way we’ll protect your mother’s reputation. She might be gone but I wouldn’t have anyone disrespecting our founder’s name.”
I stared at her in awe.
Milla was loyal to Amhurst Co. Our decision to hand over the reins of the company to her was absolutely right. I almost wanted to pat my back for it.
“How long will that dish take to cook?” I asked, gesturing toward the stove. A lovely aroma already filled the kitchen space.
“More than an hour,” she said.
“Great! Gives us enough time to have a shower.” I winked at her, making her understand what I had in mind. These past few days were complete hell. I needed her to make me feel alive again.
“Us?” she whispered.
“Yep. Us.”
Her cheeks turned pink while her eyes glazed over with lust. Her instant desire for me sent a thrill shooting through me.
Why did we ever have to force her and hurt her?
“What are you thinking about?” she asked, looking at me curiously. Her shoes were already dangling by their straps on her finger. “I guess you’re too tired for showers.”
“No!” I blurted out. Jumping to my feet, I hurriedly loosened my tie.
A mischievous look came over her as she started laughing. Shaking her head, she turned around and cat-walked toward the bathroom.
The desire to take a bite off her perfectly round ass urged me to hurry with my clothes. A sizeable bulge formed on the front of my trousers and I could feel my cock straining against my boxers.
The sound of running water reached my ears. Leaving my shirt on the floor, I moved toward the bathroom.
I glanced through the doorway. Milla was already inside the glass-walled shower stall. She was already naked, her clothes strewn across the tiled floor.
Her slender figure took my breath away. I gazed at the way her breasts jutted upward as she reached to adjust the showerhead. Her long hair spilled down her back, ending just above her waist. I longed to graze the curve of her smooth ass and slap those fleshy ass cheeks.
God, she was stunning. My balls tightened, accelerating my pulse. I wanted to drop to my knees and worship her.
A jet of water cascaded down her. Steam billowed all around her, fogging up the glass walls.
I yanked my vest over my head and proceeded with the button of my trousers. Kicking them away to join Milla’s clothes, I moved toward the stall.
My erection curved out, thick and hard, leading the way forward.
Milla glanced over her shoulder as I entered the stall, then tilted her head back, facing the jets of water. Her hair turned a shade darker as the long strands became wet.
I greedily soaked up the sight of water cascading down her gorgeous breasts. Some of the hot spray dampened my skin as I came to stand behind her.
My cock prodded her spine, making her turn around to face me. Water dripped from her thick, dark lashes, clumping them together.
Her lips parted slightly, and I reached up and cupped her face in my hands.
